Hairy Sallys

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In the high-tech, high-magic fantasy city of Prague, a city on the border of The Pit, a massive hole in the ground surrounded by the ocean, with nearby islands and shores to the Maggie continent. Prague doesn't always get attacked, but when they do, it's big, massive, and frequent enough to threaten everyone in Prague once a week. This has caused the city to be isolated at times, developing at a far quicker pace than the rest of the world, thanks in part to the talented people it regularly produces. One such person, a related individual of the targets, was the city's hero, Agatha, the younger sister of two seemingly inept failures of their futuristic society. She took care of her older brothers as the city's protector, paying for them, housing them in her home while she went out in her mech to fight monsters outside the city. Agatha initially failed tests and experiments, but her grit carried her through, allowing her to try new ones. Eventually, Agatha was asked to give up, but she persisted, chucking out a mech pilot who had crashed into a downtown apartment complex near the wall. At that moment, Agatha knew the others needed her, so she got in the broken mech, if only to become a meat shield, realising far too late that all those experiments and tests for the many super soldier programs carried a sinful combination, now unlocked by the neural uplink to the mech. Instantly, her incompatible nervous system was detected, so the AI tried to disconnect her, but Agatha pushed on, guessing an override code that managed to be the lucky winner, forcefully integrating with the mech's systems, unlocking all that dormant, residual shit in her body, causing the mech's reflective mainframe to mutate, going from a D-grade defender-type unit to an A-class monster mech. Normally, the mechs are either high-quality, human-like mechs or low-grade mechs made to take hits or offer fire support. However, part of the mech systems allowed for minor alterations based on the person piloting it, requiring someone with compatible nervous systems to mesh, or else it'd kill the pilot and and mech alike. Yet, because of all those experiments and tests, a lot of different shit ran through the machine's body, and it was suddenly changing into a form it didn't have the material or energy to convert for, driving Agatha and the mech mad as she lunged at the giant monsters, feasting upon their corpses to transform further, winning the battle as she passed out.

When she awoke, Agatha was hailed as a hero, with her mech becoming a point of study. The city still didn't have its trademark and true soulmate defenders, but it had its ordinary men and women from the elite of the elite, and now they had someone to lead this elite, someone they could deem a minor hero. Quickly, they dressed up her mech, supporting Agatha the best they could, making her the magical schoolgirl of her dreams, with a far more visually appealing mech. Her power wasn't their desired S-class, but with monsters at a decline as of late, they believed Agatha could adjust to the rise of monsters.

This is where her brothers come in; they're no good, no bodies with no lives or achievements.

• The younger-older brother was named Testy; he was the skinnier brother, with a love for magic and science, but a bit more for magic. He spent his days on message boards and porn sites, staying in his room where the sun doesn't shine.
• The oldest older brother was named Gourd; he was the bigger one of the two, with dumbbells he used to work out his arms, while leaving cardio or crunches to the wind. He usually watched TV or moved around the place. He claims to be a gym bro, but his figure says otherwise, and he has a love for science more than magic, though he loves both greatly.

Both of her older brothers were being supported by Agatha after a close encounter with a monster, letting them claim disability, becoming couch potatoes, because that paid more than actually working for these dumb, out-of-shape dudes. They weren't completely proud of it, but they leaned in, encouraging and raising Agatha till she became the city's hero and took over the household, causing the brothers to feel like they lacked a purpose, failing to shave or shower.

Hearing of this predicament, learning of the city's ancient past regarding magical tech maidens who created or were recognised by one-of-a-kind artefacts that remain at the pinnacle of their civilisation, and seeing the three of them in person, Hizz almost felt obligated to do this.

So, entering their rooms in the night, Hizz almost got detected by Agatha's mech, Beastion, but managed to send them the proposal at the last minute since he knew true loyalty held far more worth than converted allies. As for the proposal, his offer was simple:

Did they want to be the helpful big siblings again? Did they want to protect their city? And did they want to be recognised for their talents?

All they had to do to get these things was take his hand, to become his, along with all who would follow them. The brothers waited a moment before responding, both unsure of this dark deal, but knowing they could do so much good, that they could help Agatha. All they had to do was take Hizz's hand. Yet, just before they did, they hesitated, adding a stipulation of goodness, that they could keep themselves on the path of good, or at least keep their city safe. Hizz answered immediately, promising Prague was theirs to do as they saw fit, adding that only minor mental alterations would be taken as he welcomed them to Saturn's sisterhood before he sent them the wisp of his power.

After that, Hizz only had to sit back and wait, watching as they stayed quiet, downplaying Agatha's noticing of their changes. When Testy filled out and Gourd slimmed, both in all the right places, they even got girly clothes, truly fitting their changing forms that drove Agatha crazy, making her and Beastion spy on them. Yet, the brothers didn't seem to be doing anything suspicious besides slowly transforming as they even took care of their hygiene, washing and doing their hair or eyelashes, but leaving the hair on their pits or crotches. They were still dudes by this point, but everything besides their bulges seemed to fit the bill as they got more and more pretty, wearing clothes like in the picture, with mostly revealing attire that hid the important things.

Agatha was going mad by this point, calling in everyone she could, causing some alarm, but ultimately only putting them in containment rooms as they underwent their final transformations, becoming tall women with massive asses, thighs, and some arm muscle that made their clothes tight or veins bulge. They even renounced their names, calling themselves the Sallys, with Testy going by Dark Sally (DS) while Gourd went by Light Sally (LS), fitting their ascetic and colour palette. It was only then that they felt something call to them, their bodies glowing as they looked several floors below them, feeling connections to different artefacts.

DS felt a connection to a special magic cannon that was chained and bound, while LS felt a connection to some sort of floating shield/hoverboard/arc reactor. Both devices were master-crafted meshes of magic and science, and these devices were now awoken, bonding to the Hairy Sallys. If given time, Agatha's Beastion would likely evolve into one of these artefacts, changing her from a mech pilot to a Prague Angel, their names for heroes that master such artefacts. But as it stood, now it was the Sallys' turn, and they showed off hard, letting people catch glimpses of their hairy regions and perfect style while obliterating the battlefield, giving mechs a much-needed reprieve. Compared to these near-albino amazons, Agatha was like an unattractive twig, something they unintentionally lorded over her by showing off their bodies and bringing her in for a lot of love, making her think about her childish figure.

With this, Hizz had successfully gained two new maidens for his army and the full support/control of Prague, as seen by its leaders coming to Hizz, per the Sallys' orders.

Hizz then rewarded his new women, disrobing himself as he looked at their tattered clothes from a recent battle, seeing their choice of hair as a strangely erotic thing, due to the scandalously dirty nature of such a thing. Hizz couldn't help putting his face in it or having it touch him as he rocked their worlds, often pulling their hair from many places. It was still gross to see it all regrow instantly, the muff just sitting there, but as he fucked one of them from behind, got serviced by their tits, or by clapping it back on his dick, Hizz enjoyed watching as other women, like even Agatha, were made to worship their bodies, especially their pits or crotches. Hizz easily got the lottery with them in terms of interests and power, knowing that when they work together, that would be the day he'd truly see their strength.

For now, Hizz was content knowing he had conquered Prague and likely had a hero seed ready to grow, setting off.